[Inside the Irish mob's warehouse, Archer has tied up three mobsters and written "Irish" on the wall above them]
Mobster 1: You don't know who you're messin' with, boyo. Do ya have any idea who our boss is?
Archer: [Placing shells in a sawed-off shotgun] Nope, but a hundred people surveyed, number one answer's on the board...
[Archer cocks the shotgun and puts it up to the mobster's knee]
Archer: Name the douchebag who's in charge!
Mobster 1: Vincent... Van Go-fuck-yourself.
Archer: Vincent Van Go-fuck-myself. Survey says! [Blows his kneecap off]
Mobster 1: AAAAAARRRGGHHHHHH!
Mobster 3: Oh, Christ!
Lana: JESUS! Archer!
Archer: What, Lana!? I said it was a rampage!
Lana: Still, though!
Mobster 1: Uurgh, you son of a whore!
Archer: Save it for the fast money round, paddy! [Moves on to second mobster] Hundred people surveyed, number one answer's still on the board, name the douchebag who's in charge!
[The second mobster doesn't say anything]
Archer: [Imitating buzzer] Eh-Eh! Need an answer!
[The second mobster spits in Archer's face]
Archer: Hmm, cock-flavored spit. Well, you never know what's gonna be on the board. Lemme see cock-flavored spit! [Blows the second mobster's kneecap off] That's two strikes!
[Camera pans out to reveal three Latino janitors tied up with "Hondurans" written on the wall above them]
Archer: One more and the innocent Honduran janitors get a chance to steal the bank! [To Hondurans] I'm just gonna assume you guys don't actually know what goes on here. I hope that doesn't sound racist. [Moves on to the third mobster] Okay, kid...
Lana: He is a kid, Archer!
Archer: LANA! You're in the isolation booth! [To young mobster] Looking for the douchebag who's in charge!
Mobster 1: Mikey Hannedy... if you say one word I'll cut your yellow heart right out!
Archer: [Makes buzzer noise again] Eh-Eh! [Shoots first mobster, killing him]
Mikey: Oh, Christ!
Archer: Mikey, you gotta listen to me, buddy... I have breast cancer.
Mobster 2: [Laughing] Breast cancer!?
[Archer closes his eyes in frustration and shoots the second mobster]
  
  Mobster 1: You don't know who you're messin' with, boyo. Do ya have any idea who our boss is?
Archer: [Placing shells in a sawed-off shotgun] Nope, but a hundred people surveyed, number one answer's on the board...
[Archer cocks the shotgun and puts it up to the mobster's knee]
Archer: Name the douchebag who's in charge!
Mobster 1: Vincent... Van Go-fuck-yourself.
Archer: Vincent Van Go-fuck-myself. Survey says! [Blows his kneecap off]
Mobster 1: AAAAAARRRGGHHHHHH!
Mobster 3: Oh, Christ!
Lana: JESUS! Archer!
Archer: What, Lana!? I said it was a rampage!
Lana: Still, though!
Mobster 1: Uurgh, you son of a whore!
Archer: Save it for the fast money round, paddy! [Moves on to second mobster] Hundred people surveyed, number one answer's still on the board, name the douchebag who's in charge!
[The second mobster doesn't say anything]
Archer: [Imitating buzzer] Eh-Eh! Need an answer!
[The second mobster spits in Archer's face]
Archer: Hmm, cock-flavored spit. Well, you never know what's gonna be on the board. Lemme see cock-flavored spit! [Blows the second mobster's kneecap off] That's two strikes!
[Camera pans out to reveal three Latino janitors tied up with "Hondurans" written on the wall above them]
Archer: One more and the innocent Honduran janitors get a chance to steal the bank! [To Hondurans] I'm just gonna assume you guys don't actually know what goes on here. I hope that doesn't sound racist. [Moves on to the third mobster] Okay, kid...
Lana: He is a kid, Archer!
Archer: LANA! You're in the isolation booth! [To young mobster] Looking for the douchebag who's in charge!
Mobster 1: Mikey Hannedy... if you say one word I'll cut your yellow heart right out!
Archer: [Makes buzzer noise again] Eh-Eh! [Shoots first mobster, killing him]
Mikey: Oh, Christ!
Archer: Mikey, you gotta listen to me, buddy... I have breast cancer.
Mobster 2: [Laughing] Breast cancer!?
[Archer closes his eyes in frustration and shoots the second mobster]
 [Inside the Irish mob's warehouse, Archer has tied up three mobsters and written "Irish" on the wall above them]  
 Mobster 1 : You don't know who you're messin' with, boyo. Do ya have any idea who our boss is? 
 Archer :  [Placing shells in a sawed-off shotgun]  Nope, but a hundred people surveyed, number one answer's on the board... 
 [Archer cocks the shotgun and puts it up to the mobster's knee]  
 Archer : Name the douchebag who's in charge! 
 Mobster 1 : Vincent... Van Go-fuck-yourself. 
 Archer : Vincent Van Go-fuck-myself. Survey says!  [Blows his kneecap off]  
 Mobster 1 : AAAAAARRRGGHHHHHH! 
 Mobster 3 : Oh, Christ! 
 Lana : JESUS! Archer! 
 Archer : What, Lana!? I said it was a rampage! 
 Lana : Still, though! 
 Mobster 1 : Uurgh, you son of a whore! 
 Archer : Save it for the fast money round, paddy!  [Moves on to second mobster]  Hundred people surveyed, number one answer's still on the board, name the douchebag who's in charge! 
 [The second mobster doesn't say anything]  
 Archer :  [Imitating buzzer]  Eh-Eh! Need an answer! 
 [The second mobster spits in Archer's face]  
 Archer : Hmm, cock-flavored spit. Well, you never know what's gonna be on the board. Lemme see cock-flavored spit!  [Blows the second mobster's kneecap off]  That's two strikes! 
 [Camera pans out to reveal three Latino janitors tied up with "Hondurans" written on the wall above them]  
 Archer : One more and the innocent Honduran janitors get a chance to steal the bank!  [To Hondurans]  I'm just gonna assume you guys don't actually know what goes on here. I hope that doesn't sound racist.  [Moves on to the third mobster]  Okay, kid... 
 Lana : He  is  a kid, Archer! 
 Archer : LANA! You're in the isolation booth!  [To young mobster]  Looking for the douchebag who's in charge! 
 Mobster 1 : Mikey Hannedy... if you say one word I'll cut your yellow heart right out! 
 Archer :  [Makes buzzer noise again]  Eh-Eh!  [Shoots first mobster, killing him]  
 Mikey : Oh, Christ! 
 Archer : Mikey, you gotta listen to me, buddy... I have breast cancer. 
 Mobster 2 :  [Laughing]   Breast  cancer!? 
 [Archer closes his eyes in frustration and shoots the second mobster]  
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